Always so cheerful and brave,
wearing whatever she pleased,
being free was all she craved,
plus admiring the sun and the breeze.

They were afraid,
so hate and violence seemed as a way.
They broke her
right after everything became blur.

Stumbling to feet,
they screamed 'cause she was a defeat.
Go on, run,
but girl, it won't be fun,
they wanted your arm fractured,
that's why they had you captured.